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Infallible Oathbreaker

Every day for six years straight, from the time he was twelve, Darius Omen hit an anvil with a hammer ten thousand times a day without stopping. He did not know the reason why he needed to, all he knew was that he had to. Little did he know that hit by hit, strike by strike, his originally meek body was being refined into something that had never been seen before in the history of mankind. In the war against spirits, mankind had little to be proud of. Yet one day a young man entered the battlefield. He dazzled millions and killed even more, all with merely a rusty old hammer than no one could hold or fathom.

theonionjunktion · Adolescents et jeunes adultes
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75 Chs

Hope

For his first stage of life, Darius had grown up in a small village that was virtually in the middle of nowhere. There was barely any technology used and if there was it would be by the travellers and merchants.

Darius remembered having his meals cooked by fire and having his laundry done by the nearest river for him by his mother. His father was the village chief, and in such a small village he had nothing much to do so he was a lumberjack.

After the horde, Darius was sent to multiple villages until he finally got a home in Loyalty Village. The Matron was very kind to him and understood his plight. Due to his curse and trauma, it was difficult for the boy to settle at most orphanages.

Loyalty Village was much closer to the provincial capital hence it was much more advanced than his old village as well. It was there that Darius received his first communicator and got introduced to the wider world.